Dear body, I have written to you so many times, but this letter is overdue. I love you unconditionally and will do whatever I can for you. The world tells me you’re wrong, but I know you’re right. You are unconditionally beautiful, and I honor you. It doesn’t matter what anyone else says. Lately I… Read More »
I have a new friend whose love language is cooking. She asked if there are any foods I can’t eat. I said it would be easier to list for her the foods I can eat! “Thai food is usually pretty safe,” I said. I don’t expect you to cook for me, reader. Yet I thought… Read More »
Oh hey. It’s a wind-whistling night, here in Beatty. I can’t believe we’re leaving here to return home, in the morning. I feel like we just got here. We’ve eaten some good food made by me and Ming. Took that walk yesterday toward the B of Beatty, and I danced in the sun the day… Read More »
Last time Ming and I were at the cabin, I fucked up my back. There’s no good chair there for me, so I sit on the bed, which means I don’t have back support, as I write. How I care for my back is rather straightforward. But I thought I’d tell you about it,… Read More »
I was telling Ming how I had two thank you notes I was supposed to write, my only two things for the day, and didn’t get to them. Wtf! Why is it so hard to do the things I need to do? I do lots of other things. I don’t want to be a jerk… Read More »